Define “x”

The definition of  “x” is one that cannot be dictionary defined. No, Mr. Webster could not publish enough pages to keep up with the ever-changing “x.” the pages would start to bleed their ink in a rush to define every possible way “x” could be presented. Rivers of every color would begin washing periods, semi-colons, commas, a’s, b’s, s’s, m’s and all other possible combinations of those with the other twenty-two members of the infamous alphabet onto the shores of human consciousness. Flooding the minds of the world’s populations, leaving them to pick and choose from the definitions they prefer; or what others tell them they should prefer.

            In an odd way, the inconceivability of “x” is, in and of itself, the definition. In mathematical terms, “x” is the variable: the term that changes anything and everything once one discovers what it truly represents. Though “x” is not mathematical, for the human spirit is not, regardless of how right brain oriented a person happens to be, it could be metaphorically compared to the mathematical concept. For, ladies and gentlemen, “x” is none other than a person.

            Pick someone, anyone, and they are “x.” Now is it clear why “x” is so indefinable? There is no person who mirrors another. Not in appearance, attitude, world mission (or lack thereof), or creative level. No two people can look at something and think in the same wavelengths as the other. Each person’s “x” is what makes all other peoples’ “x” exist. For if one person’s “x” was the same as another person’s, all “x” would cease exist. This is because of the explicit reason that individuality would be lost. It would be as if there was Armageddon, then a second one, just as the one before. It would be redundant and pointless.

            In this way, “x’s” definition is every person’s mind, soul, and spirit. Every thought they think, every reaction they give, word they speak, insult they spew, and praise they exclaim. “X” is infinite and has existed since the first person to have a thought about anything they happened to sense. It is infinite and unstoppable; just as any person’s thoughts and actions. It is the ultimate excuse and ultimate reason for all one may ever wish to explain. 

Blogs: Current influence and Our Will-be History

Not everyone is a paper and pen genius or key board and text box one either, for that matter. It’s a flaw as a human race. What are people hundreds and thousands of years going to read of the silly people of 2013?

LOL I just made the biggest fail everrrrr #oops #clumsyme #i need help

OMG! I can’t believe how amazing your fashion sense is! Soooooooo hipster! (Pintrest, if you couldn’t tell)

Yes. I know how this looks: a gross generalization of the internet and social media users today. Understand I do not intent to throw everyone in this same pool of poor word choice and pointless posts, but you must admit, a growing amount of people who abuse the privilege of words. Save the “OMG”s and “ROFL”s for private chats and texts, shall we? What a movement that would be. Maybe people wouldn’t be as judgmental about when others use the internet for posting purposes if posting for individual thoughts didn’t have such a long history of stupidity.

For as you know, private postings could be used for better purposes. Well written pieces of anything , practically. I wouldn’t mind reading about the aforementioned “biggest fail ever” as long as it was presented tactfully and with a smart level of entertainment. Who wouldn’t? The trivial may often be the most helpful, depending on the reason for reading them.

Ladies and gentlemen, I realize I just presented you with the longest blog entry introduction ever published on this blog. But, it is not in vain! What I wanted to do by expressing my opinion sin a rant as well as foreground to this entry is present with you a call to all bloggers: but your heart into it, damn it! Tired writing is no fun to hang out with, it’s like the oblivious couple who drug along their single friend for a social time out of guilt for their lack of significant other. The satisfaction garnered from reading a soul-infused blog entry, book, poem, lyric set, argument, rant, anything really, is unparalleled. If it invokes within you a feeling, then it is perfection in itself, regardless of spelling errors or poorly placed commas and semicolons.

The beauty of a blog is that, yes, you are free to post as you will, but no, you don’t have to post frivolously. Take pride in your writing, but even more importantly, take pride in your mind! the mind drives the hands that have fingers that press keys that make words in an open text box which may be sent onto your page in the click of a “Publish Post” button. Your mind, heart, and soul is what drives your writing: make it read that way.

The true wonder of words is that that there is a limit to what they may express. Why is that good, you may ask? Because it leaves what cannot be properly expressed to be filled in by none other than the reader’s own relation to what your writing invokes. The post may be about a moving experience you felt while you were watching the musical RENT, and though your words can only reach to the surface feelings of how you relate or sympathize to the musical and the conflict within it, your reader may have felt a similar way towards the same musical or an entirely different thing. Your words bring about familiar thoughts and reactions, therefor allowing them to connect with you and your feelings more than they could otherwise. Words and powerful, even in their limited weakness. It’s absolutely amazing.

Never underestimate the power of a well written and sincere post or piece of work. For all writing may have purpose as long as you give it.